Luyện nghe bài hát The Wind That Shakes the Barley

I sat the valley green, I sat me with my true love
My sad heart strove the two between, the old love and the new
The old for her, the new that made me think on dearly
While soft the wind blew down the glen and the golden barley

'Twas hard the woeful words to frame to break the that bound us
But harder still to bear the shame of foreign around us
And so I said, "The mountain glen I'll seek at morning
And join the bold united men, while winds shake the barley"

While sad I kissed away her tears, my fond arms round her
The foeman's shot on our ears from out the wildwood ringing
A bullet pierced my true love's side in young spring so early
And on my breast in blood she while soft winds shook the barley

But blood for blood without remorse I've taken at Oulart
And laid my true love's clay cold corpse where I full soon may
As round her grave I wander drear, noon, night and early
With breaking heart when I hear the wind that shakes the barley